The Valdmets​-​Harris Mystery Dimension

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released February 12, 2016

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All tracks written, performed, and produced by Ben Valdmets-Harris

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Track Name: Instruction Manual
I tried to decide
If I should stretch out my legs or just coincide
I didn't have any guide
My conscience relies
On these masculine fortresses I have made
And I'm acting like I never dropped the ball

I see another boat sinking
The shrieking, the drama, the gore
I see Mom's biggest boy
And he's a picky, picky eater for sure
I don't feel better yet
But at least there's no more shit on the floor

Where is my Instruction Manual
I've got some extra parts now that I'm done
But I'm missing some screws and some pins
What a funny spot to be

Enlightenment comes from a book
Or somewhere that I'll never go
Who knows, tickets left for the show
Absence of action doesn't mean there is no attraction
But I'm acting like I never dropped the ball
Track Name: Quitting My Job
Let me tell you all about the place I trade my life in
Eight of twenty-four, one out of three
Sitting in the corner lacking any real direction
Pumping out the cause of misery
Cause if time is money I don't really get a lot of money for free

In my Heat Museum I can see the shrinking window
Burning up my patience and my grace
If I have to read another hyper-urgent memo
Just shoot my lifeless body into space

Oh but I know it won't be different
Death is chasing me around
And I can feel all of the veins inside me throb
Write a letter to my boss and tell her that I'm Quitting My Job

I know, you know
Everybody knows we were born to be
In the forest hunter-gathering
Yeah I don't know that I really have the skills to run away
From this post-information age
But the grid looks a whole lot like a cage

Can we get lost forever
Can we get lost together
Will my life ever mean anything

Did you think about how hard it is to get a job if you don't already have a job and you want to get another job

Did you ever in your youth get any real deep thought done
Thinking of the things that you could do
Didn't think that if I floated and I never picked one
I'd end up on the sharp end of the screw

But I don't care if I'll be poor
Or scraping change up off the floor
I'm cutting tape I will not whore for all these slobs
Write a letter to my boss and tell her that I'm Quitting My Job
Track Name: Authority Figure
Faith is having confidence in something
But I don't trust a confidence man
Tell me pretty-pleasy will you make it easy-peasy
For yourself and for me

I don't know and I don't have a way that I can tell
I don't know and I don't have a reason
I should tell you anything at all

Put you into prison for the needle
Put you into prison for the bag
Tell where you're headed where you're from are you dumb
Are you listening to me

I don't know and I don't have a way that I can tell
I don't know and I don't have a reason
I should tell you anything at all
Track Name: A Force of Authority Figures
O bonsoir
Well I trust you've gotten comfortable behind those bars

If you died
It'd be tragic if we made it look like suicide

You should learn that if you don't comply
I'm going to show you the meaning of authority
And oh we'll all be alright we're living in a world without you
Track Name: The Entire Concept of Authority
That is just a piece of meat to me
Working out in the gym all the time
That don't need your flaccid sympathy
It's totally fine

Watch your back there's people everywhere
They could steal they could vandalize and fight
Bring them justice, show them that you care
It's totally right

Violence and ruin I preclude
When they dare to lay waste to my name
Use it if they're going to use it too
It's totally game

Do you really want to challenge me
I am law, I am order, I'm divine
You should swear your loyalty to me
It's totally fine
Track Name: Missing People
She is coming so undone
But she tells herself that she's not the only one
Yellow tulips on the sill
Yeah she don't act like her mother and she never will

She's contemplating all the options that she has
But a ship without an anchor follows the mast
Six bullets lined up neatly, nicely in a row
And she's made her mind up where they need to go

Long since thrown away the thrill
But the tattoo on her chest says she was born to kill

Leaving, lying, and deceiving
They think that they're getting off scot-free
Missing People, it's so common
Come on, just move on, take it from me

She explains, they start to run
But you can't get very far away when she's got a gun
Five old lovers turned to ash
Yeah she's buying all the bleach and she's paying cash

She's contemplating all the options that she has
But a ship without an anchor follows the mast
One bullet sitting lonely, free me from the woe
And she's made her mind up where she needs to go
Track Name: Polly-Esther
You are definitely a cat, Polly-Esther
You don't know what it's like to lose your cool
You spend all your days looking out at the street
There's no working to do and no people to meet
You sure think you know where it's at, Polly Esther
Polly-Esther, Polly-Esther, pretty Polly-Esther

You feel deeper than you'd admit, Wooly-Willy
Use your image out as a power tool
You spend all your money on your automobile
The petroleum burns and the tires squeal
You're a giant piece of shit, Wooly-Willy
Wooly-Willy, Wooly-Willy, bully Wooly-Willy

You don't have to open your mouth, Jersey Jimmy
Everything you do is a crime against my brain
The shit that you post and the things that you say
The adults have to work so why don't you go and play
I guess you think that you've got it all pretty well figured out by now
Jersey Jimmy, Jersey Jimmy, Jesus, Jersey Jimmy
Polly-Esther, Polly-Esther, pretty Polly-Esther
Track Name: City of the Gods
Bright orange shirts in the sun
And walking in circles
Three more years and he's done
If he gets his parole

Windows close but you can always see through them
Locked but they'll open again
Guided through the penitentiary system
Not so clear where it ends

'No regret' was written onto his fingers
From ink shot out from a gun
Cultivated spitefulness and hardened by anger
Hesitation, no he has none

But he was born in the City of the Gods
We don't grieve for the thieves
When we say that they blew all their chances
Well he was born in the City of the Gods
We believe he can leave
By the graces and kindness we granted

Every day is spent with these forsaken creatures
Budding flowers cut at the stem
Thrown away so long for having criminal features
It's so normal, he's one of them

Well he was born in the City of the Gods
We don't grieve for the thieves
When we say that they blew all their chances
Well he was born in the City of the Gods
We believe he can leave
By the graces and kindness we granted
Track Name: Bears
I get my work done when everybody else is sleeping
It isn't pretty but I get it done on time
I see the shape of the words on the page but they're dripping
And it's a pity that I lack the discipline
I had a week but instead of doing anything I've chosen to do nothing
The deadline is now crushing the ursine and the swine

Everybody's got a cross to Bear, I know
But yours is made of wood and mine is metal
But a diamond one, is that more fun or is it heavier

Tell me, twenty-one year old Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Has really gotten you into the politics
Of telling me if I am acting okay
I want you to know who I am but I don't want to do anything

I could light you on fire now so easily
Kerosene soaked and bound
Please let me go, I'm just a bro
I didn't mean to offend I'm really trying to get better
But I guess I'll have to die for the things that I did
Or didn't did

I used to think that I knew everything about the stuff that mattered
Genius stifled by the yelling and the noise and all the clatter
Now I know I'm just another man who's trying to be rare
And I don't even know the facts on my report about the Bears

Kingly sitting on a throne of books I never got to read
Grizzlies, Polars, Pandas, Blacks and Browns I never got to meet
Track Name: The Shapes
You could always trade your precious metal in for cash
Six years on your own but you're not famous yet
We won't walk around and wish we weren't where we were at
Running in circles, squares, and other Shapes

I've spent countless hours with my back up against a wall
And I can't take back all the things I didn't do
And it's not just a lack of nerve that's holding me back
I never got to start with you

Shape it up
Everyone wants to cover up
Paint over all the rusty parts and shine the edges
Mend the corner smooth the rut
And try again, scrub all the dirt off of your skin
Even though it lies deeper than that
The angle of your Shape could never be

Got the perfect filter, perfect angle, perfect tat
Three days lost at sea but you're not thirsty yet
Hide your dirty laundry in the closet in the back
Put all your coffee books in a special Shape

Everyone is watching, everybody really cares
Framing your dessert, your guilty Waterloo
Moments of your life, a presentation for the Bears
Immortal party pics back from Bonnaroo

Shape it up
Everyone wants to cover up
Paint over all the rusty parts and shine the edges
Mend the corner smooth the rut
And try again, scrub all the dirt off of your skin
Even though it lies deeper than that
The angle of your Shape could never be
Track Name: The Sides
I was born between the generations, I don't get it all
Just a little in the middle, tell me it's statistical

I like your amateur dentistry blog that you wrote today
So come drop by

Showed up to the party looking artsy ladies watch me go
Tiki torch ironically illuminates the patio

I see your vintage athletic wear wicking the sweat away
Man, it's so dry

But I don't want to take Sides
Everybody's cruising for a bruising

Man I wish those kids weren't such a bunch of shitty snobby slobs
Man I wish those older dicks would pay me when I work a job

I see your artisan cannon ball blacksmith apprenticeship
Round on all Sides

Do you want to die on the top of the dark Side
Would you rather die on the bottom of the light Side
Pick a Side, are you on the thinking or the feeling Side
Are you in the middle of really struggling to decide

I don't want to take Sides
Track Name: The Point
Old Mr. Tolliver never really thought of her
But saw her image on the picture poster at the opera
She had had a dream to chase and spent her whole life
Beating it down
Man, she must be so relieved that some day they're going to bury her
Wearing a crown

She looked like a beauty queen, like a diva, super-mean
She kept her posture flawless and regardless looking super-clean
But she was also miserable and let her talents wander around

So what's the Point of steering clear
If I can make it in this single place year after year
I can sit, and I can chase, and I can run

Open a window or open the door
Is the grass really green anymore

But I only have the current time and space
I think I'd like to go some other place
But here I get to go at my own pace
I only have the current time and place in space

She always liked the charm of living on a tiny farm
But Farmer John just wants to move some other place
Like super-warm
Javier in Mexico just dreams of getting out of here someday
Clarantina who got out really wants to find a cushy job
And get super-paid

Her boss's boss's boss's boss's boss could buy anything
But when he looks down at the Hoi polloi he just wants everything
Well they say the higher that you climb it's the farther you fall

Old Mr. Tolliver only wants to talk to her
He fantasizes trying to rebuild his broken life with her
Takes his money from the bank to buy a ticket next to the stage
Yeah he cleans up pretty nice for an older guy who's getting way on
In older age

He tracks her down after the show, living in the afterglow
As usual, performance was enormous
"Yeah I think I know,"
She said - "It was super-nice to catch up with you,
But I've really got to go"

So what's the Point of steering clear
If I can make it in this single place year after year
I can sit, and I can chase, and I can run

Open a window or open the door
Is the grass really green anymore

But I only have the current time and space
I think I'd like to go some other place
But here I get to go at my own pace
I only have the current time and place in space

What's the point of a Mystery Dimension
Unexplored never got any attention
What's the point of a Mystery Dimension
I might see you there